The Best Actor Insists On Living With Me!

Chapter 283: The Wobbling Wine Bottle (2)
Li Weiyi tried to pull his hand away, saying “let go,” but the grip on him only tightened. Moreover, with a swift counter-move, the person twisted his wrist backwards and contorted his arm, causing Li Weiyi such pain that his body arched and cold sweat streamed down!

As Li Weiyi turned to look, the gazes of others followed suit. Xia Siyu also looked back, a slight surprise evident on her face.

It was Bo Yan, actually Bo Yan!

Wasn’t he the spokesperson for another luxury brand? What was he doing here? Wouldn’t this be taboo for the brand he represents?

It wasn’t just Xia Siyu who was puzzled; everyone else watching the scene was too.

Crossing over between high-end brands was a major faux pas in the luxury industry.

Even Li Weiyi couldn’t help but to speak, “Bo Yan, what are you doing here? Aren’t you the ambassador for the brand next door? Why did you come here?”

Bo Yan spoke indifferently, “My cousin broke his hand and is receiving treatment; it’s inconvenient for him to come over. I am here on his behalf to find someone. I was just passing by and did not expect to encounter this.”

When he said “cousin,” the people around remembered that Bo Yan was from the Bo Family of Yancheng, and his cousin must be the one from Bosch Corporation.

Although everyone knew his identity, he rarely displayed his relationship with the Bo Family of Yancheng in public. So unless he brought it up himself, almost no one would think in that direction.

As he spoke, he twisted Li Weiyi’s arm harder, contorting his face in pain, causing him to cry out.

Bo Yan’s eyes could not hide his disgust, “Playing group sports and then coming to bully a woman in person, you really are something.”

In the meantime, Xia Ju’an also arrived. He assessed the situation at a glance—he understood everything when he saw the angry Xia Siyu, Bo Yan with a face full of loathing, and the pitiful Li Weiyi caught in Bo Yan’s grip like a little chick.

“Bo Yan.”

Bo Yan continued to hold Li Weiyi, even twisting his arm with more force, looking as if it might dislocate any moment.

He didn’t care whether Li Weiyi was in pain and started conversing with Bo Yan, “How come you’re here?” He knew Xia Siyu was the spokeswoman, so was Bo Yan accompanying her?

Bo Yan also saw his brother-in-law and replied, “There was a bit of business at Bosch Company, I came over to sort it out, and I’ll be leaving shortly.”

The two carried on chatting casually, utterly disregarding the crowd of onlookers.

Over the years, Xia Ju’an had also discreetly dealt with some of Xia Siyu’s scandals for their father. Even when their father appeared indifferent on the surface, sometimes angrily saying “I told you not to become an actor, but you insisted, you deserve to be scolded” when the scandals and negative press were at their peak, it was still father and son who did the cleanup.

For years, Xia Ju’an had grown used to the fact that all the rumors and negative press his father asked him to quash were unfounded, except for the legitimate relationship with Bo Yan, who has always remained in the shadows. Despite their strained relationship, they never divorced or separated.

As the two casually conversed, Li Weiyi grew frustrated, “What, Bo Yan, are you in such a rush to defend her because you’re having an affair with her? Your family is rich too, she seduced me before, has she seduced you too? Ah—”

Before he could finish, Bo Yan twisted his wrist again forcefully. This time, there was a distinct “crack” sound—the sound of his wrist dislocating!

In front of everyone, Bo Yan asked Xia Siyu, “He says you seduced me, so do you have your eye on me now?”